Submissions by PhantomPoet (Zoe..)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jul 2012 4:24pm
4th Jul 2012 4:24pm
Awaken Before Death
I gaze at the drop that lies below me,
and I begin to fall into the depth of the rocky sea.
I am not dead;
For I know I cannot Truly die
until I look into your eyes one last time.
And see everything and all, that I have revealed.
Faster and faster, I fall;
My eyes are shut, covered from the icy wind.
Time may seem to travel fast, but all
I know and feel is the love I hold for you.
The love that I will always have, and have always hid.
As I'm falling, I imagine myself in your arms.
Your arms, that I wish to...
and I begin to fall into the depth of the rocky sea.
I am not dead;
For I know I cannot Truly die
until I look into your eyes one last time.
And see everything and all, that I have revealed.
Faster and faster, I fall;
My eyes are shut, covered from the icy wind.
Time may seem to travel fast, but all
I know and feel is the love I hold for you.
The love that I will always have, and have always hid.
As I'm falling, I imagine myself in your arms.
Your arms, that I wish to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jun 2012 5:46am
24th Jun 2012 5:46am
You Held The Key.
The brightness in your eyes
dull the sound of my releinquished cries;
And sends them on a ship where
nothing but darkness lies.
The depth of compassion in your voice
sends spirals of joy through my nerves;
and leave me no other choice but to
place my arms around yours.
The warmth and tranquility of your presence
sends every act of joy and love to my very exsistance.
And expells all of my emotions of sadness and fear
To an island where not even the closest escape is near.
The sweep of your soft touch sends...
dull the sound of my releinquished cries;
And sends them on a ship where
nothing but darkness lies.
The depth of compassion in your voice
sends spirals of joy through my nerves;
and leave me no other choice but to
place my arms around yours.
The warmth and tranquility of your presence
sends every act of joy and love to my very exsistance.
And expells all of my emotions of sadness and fear
To an island where not even the closest escape is near.
The sweep of your soft touch sends...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2012 00:44am
23rd Jun 2012 00:44am
I Dreamt A Dream Of You
I dreamt a dream of you
just this past night.
You did nothing but stare
at me and expose my fright.
In the dream, you wore a shirt of White;
The colour that represents purity and innocence-
Not Destruction or Terror, that which is your existence.
Every dream I dream of you is the same:
It is just us, and all you do is stare at me
As if you are trying to tell me something-
Something I should know.
This dream of you, as should know, brings pain
to the very existence of my shattered soul.
But as the dream began to...
just this past night.
You did nothing but stare
at me and expose my fright.
In the dream, you wore a shirt of White;
The colour that represents purity and innocence-
Not Destruction or Terror, that which is your existence.
Every dream I dream of you is the same:
It is just us, and all you do is stare at me
As if you are trying to tell me something-
Something I should know.
This dream of you, as should know, brings pain
to the very existence of my shattered soul.
But as the dream began to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2012 2:47pm
20th Jun 2012 2:47pm
Bipolar
I saw a boy today,
just five years younger than I.
He hid his face from from the light;
At first, I thought he was only shy,
but then I realized what he held inside,
was a volcano of anger, yearning to explode.
and a soul that has been shattered.
He is a different person everyday-
So I've heard. He hides all of his emotions
He locks himself inside a mental cage
in order to control his constant rage.
For him, it is impossible to emit happiness,
and the less he does, the more depressed he becomes.
...
just five years younger than I.
He hid his face from from the light;
At first, I thought he was only shy,
but then I realized what he held inside,
was a volcano of anger, yearning to explode.
and a soul that has been shattered.
He is a different person everyday-
So I've heard. He hides all of his emotions
He locks himself inside a mental cage
in order to control his constant rage.
For him, it is impossible to emit happiness,
and the less he does, the more depressed he becomes.
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 10:29pm
14th Jun 2012 10:29pm
No
Some think the word is funny,
but they do not know what
it has caused on many people.
They find humor in this simple word.
A word that inflicts pain on others,
a word and a vitand action.
Everyone bleeds
everyone cries.
every one pleads when they suffer,
and everyone dies.
When the word sinks
in to a victims mind,
every act of joy
disintegrates from time.
Beyond the relames
of space; past the flames
of unknown grace.
This word inflicts death
and pain to the mind of ...
but they do not know what
it has caused on many people.
They find humor in this simple word.
A word that inflicts pain on others,
a word and a vitand action.
Everyone bleeds
everyone cries.
every one pleads when they suffer,
and everyone dies.
When the word sinks
in to a victims mind,
every act of joy
disintegrates from time.
Beyond the relames
of space; past the flames
of unknown grace.
This word inflicts death
and pain to the mind of ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2012 11:10pm
10th Jun 2012 11:10pm
Starry Night
Raging fire burns to ash,
as my heart begs for how
long this will last.
how much longer do I have to fear
until my heart finaly chooses to tare.
Your voice is like a symphony of passion to mind;
The symphony of cellos in unision that cracks the veil of time.
And cause all the dust to scatter throghout time and space-
Searching for the beauty that lies upon your face.
The sound of drums accross a river stream;
The golden colour of dust, that causes me to dream.
Dream that I am falling, when I am really flying; ...
as my heart begs for how
long this will last.
how much longer do I have to fear
until my heart finaly chooses to tare.
Your voice is like a symphony of passion to mind;
The symphony of cellos in unision that cracks the veil of time.
And cause all the dust to scatter throghout time and space-
Searching for the beauty that lies upon your face.
The sound of drums accross a river stream;
The golden colour of dust, that causes me to dream.
Dream that I am falling, when I am really flying; ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jun 2012 10:42pm
6th Jun 2012 10:42pm
Away
You are my Demon
of Dust and Ash.
After you gained my trust,
you destroyed my soul.
You are my Demon of Ash
whose eyes boil my skin as if
they were made from acidic tar.
I know I cannot travel far
because you are my Demon of Ash.
You are my Demon of Dust
whose voice breaks my soul as if
it were formed from scalpels;
So sharp and precise, that, when
in contact with flesh, it cannot be felt,
but after a while, the pain begins to arrive.
You are the coffin that binds me in my death. ...
of Dust and Ash.
After you gained my trust,
you destroyed my soul.
You are my Demon of Ash
whose eyes boil my skin as if
they were made from acidic tar.
I know I cannot travel far
because you are my Demon of Ash.
You are my Demon of Dust
whose voice breaks my soul as if
it were formed from scalpels;
So sharp and precise, that, when
in contact with flesh, it cannot be felt,
but after a while, the pain begins to arrive.
You are the coffin that binds me in my death. ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Jun 2012 00:02am
4th Jun 2012 00:02am
Death
I hate to say
that I am afraid to die;
Because I do not believe
that there is a Heaven-
No gates of white peril,
or oceans and castles in the sky.
I regret to say that
I am afraid of my death;
For I believe that there is
not a Hell-
No underground afterlife,
of our deepest fears, that
burns the flesh for all eternity.
Why I am afraid to die
is because I know, and
feel, that it will only be
Darkness and Silence.
No Light,
No Sound.
Darkness
is all that...
that I am afraid to die;
Because I do not believe
that there is a Heaven-
No gates of white peril,
or oceans and castles in the sky.
I regret to say that
I am afraid of my death;
For I believe that there is
not a Hell-
No underground afterlife,
of our deepest fears, that
burns the flesh for all eternity.
Why I am afraid to die
is because I know, and
feel, that it will only be
Darkness and Silence.
No Light,
No Sound.
Darkness
is all that...
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STORY POEM
Published
1st Jun 2012 5:12am
1st Jun 2012 5:12am
Don't Blink!
This poem is inspired by the 190th episode of my FAVORITE TV show, Doctor Who, titled "Blink". I hope you LOVE it!!
I know, it's short.
Beware of the Weeping Angels;
Do not stare into their eyes;
and do not blink,
for if you do,
light will vanish and
darkness will color the sky.
They move faster than
you could ever imagine,
they move faster than the speed of light.
Do not blink, and do not look away,
remain on the brink and stay where you are.
Beware the Weeping Angels;
they will...
I know, it's short.
Beware of the Weeping Angels;
Do not stare into their eyes;
and do not blink,
for if you do,
light will vanish and
darkness will color the sky.
They move faster than
you could ever imagine,
they move faster than the speed of light.
Do not blink, and do not look away,
remain on the brink and stay where you are.
Beware the Weeping Angels;
they will...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st May 2012 6:07am
31st May 2012 6:07am
Black Fractal
I want you to suffer
like you made me;
But I know that it will not please
my soul because I am not
a Sinner like you, with a heart
carved from coal.
You claimed my soul
and filled it with grief;
You burned my innocence-
tore it with your teeth.
I want you to burn in fire,
to feel the pain you caused on me.
But I have no desire
of your torture,
and no desire of your suffer
And you are only a dreadful and retched memory
that, in my minds' eyes, has only one single breath ...
like you made me;
But I know that it will not please
my soul because I am not
a Sinner like you, with a heart
carved from coal.
You claimed my soul
and filled it with grief;
You burned my innocence-
tore it with your teeth.
I want you to burn in fire,
to feel the pain you caused on me.
But I have no desire
of your torture,
and no desire of your suffer
And you are only a dreadful and retched memory
that, in my minds' eyes, has only one single breath ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th May 2012 1:30am
26th May 2012 1:30am
Confused Emotions
Ones presence creates an act of being safe and protected
while there is another whose presence creates
an act of calmness and forgiveness.
If one were to combine those , there will be an
unpredictable emotion.
The ones' whose presence emits tranquility and forgiveness
is unknown. Emotions claim that they know the face,
But memory claims that it is an unknown race.
Yet, there is something powerful in the grace
of his voice when he speaks to me.
The ones' whose presence expels protection
is caused by an uncertainty act of trust-...
while there is another whose presence creates
an act of calmness and forgiveness.
If one were to combine those , there will be an
unpredictable emotion.
The ones' whose presence emits tranquility and forgiveness
is unknown. Emotions claim that they know the face,
But memory claims that it is an unknown race.
Yet, there is something powerful in the grace
of his voice when he speaks to me.
The ones' whose presence expels protection
is caused by an uncertainty act of trust-...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2012 8:50pm
25th May 2012 8:50pm
Fantasy
The structures of your face
bring tears to my eyes;
because when I see you,
my entire body desintagrates into space.
I want to feel your touch
more than anything in the world.
Wrap my arms around your toroso;
to never let go.
I want to hold on to you forever,
to feel my cheeks flush scarlet
as I breathe into your chest.
To feel your arms around me,
your arms, which cause me to dream.
The way your soft arms cross upon your chest,
the way your lips; ...
bring tears to my eyes;
because when I see you,
my entire body desintagrates into space.
I want to feel your touch
more than anything in the world.
Wrap my arms around your toroso;
to never let go.
I want to hold on to you forever,
to feel my cheeks flush scarlet
as I breathe into your chest.
To feel your arms around me,
your arms, which cause me to dream.
The way your soft arms cross upon your chest,
the way your lips; ...
688 reads
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